I am a Harvard graduate and art school drop out. My Turkish grandfather lived and worked in his studio on Selkirk Avenue in the north-end of Winnipeg My Russian grandmother and then my mother hand-painted his photos.
The smell of printing my own prints reminds me of those days. It feels like making my own shoes. I moved to digital when my mom died. These days I don’t leave home without my Canon S95 in my pocket.
I am an adventuress who is driven to explore the world. I lived in Papua New Guinea, Australia, Boston, London, Halifax, Toronto, Winnipeg, and Vancouver.
I am a writer who writes about pictures. I am a photographer who photographs stories. Both steal: I indebted to everything for revealing something of its essence to me.
